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    Lewis still hadn’t even seen Victor’s face yet and had no clue what was going on, so Ss’s expression made zero sense to him.

    Everyone was acting like they’d lost their damn minds.

    Ss hissed, “What do you think? Didn’t you hear that noise?”

    Lewis blinked.

    iNoise/i? Uh…

    iOh/ii. /i

    That noiseing from the room.

    “What kind of noise is that?” he asked, leaning toward the door to listen.

    Ss stared at him like death was already reaching out for them. He grabbed Lewis by the neck and dragged him away from Victor’s door.

    Just as Lewis was yanked back, it finally hit him what that sound had actually been.

    He couldn’t stop himself from hissing through his teeth.

    “Man… seriously? At a time like this? He was just negotiating with Peter!”

    Ss flung him aside. “Watch your damn mouth.”

    Comining that the boss had no sense of timing? Was he insane?

    iWell/ii… /i

    Ss had to admit, Victor iwas /ikind of out of control right now. He’d never seen him this undisciplined before.

    But still–saying it out loud like Lewis just had?

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    Lewis looked utterly innocent. “I didn’t even say anything wrong.”

    Ss muttered, “Just shut up already.”

    The guy was a walking exile waiting to happen.

    Ss couldn’t afford to keep talking to him. If he did, he’d probably get caught in the crossfire too.

    Lewis blinked. iFine/i. iWhatever/ii. /iiNot /iilike /iI icare/ii. /i

    Inside the room.

    Tessa waspletely wrung out by Victor’s relentless assault. She’d gotten so fed up, she actually scratched him in frustration.

    The scab on his arm fromst time had just healed–and now there were new marks.

    Not that any of it slowed him down.

    Not one bit.

    It wasn’t until four in the morning that he finally stopped.

    Tessa felt like she’d been fished out of the ocean and left to dry. Victor leaned over, intending to carry her to the shower.

    She kicked him furiously. “You jerk!”

    It was a fast kick.

    But Victor, whose reflexes were nothing short of freakish, easily caught her slender ankle.

    He grinned,pletely satisfied. “Not bad. I guess Marie did do something useful.”

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    Tessa blinked. iWhat/i?

    Victor smirked. “At least your stamina’s improved.”

    Tessa went quiet.

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    The way he said istamina/i–dripping with innuendo–made her whole face burn.

    She remembered passing out multiple times thest time they were together.

    But this time… even though she’d gotten mad, she hadn’t passed out.

    Still… it really, really hurt.

    “You’re way too much. You’re awful!”

    The word iawful /icame out in a pouty huff–but Victor just smiled wider.

    He hoisted her into his arms and headed for the bathroom. As he walked, he whispered teasingly in her ear, “Did you like it?”

    His tone made it very clear what he meant.

    Tessa went quiet.

    Her face turned scarlet.

    She never realized—this man who looked so cold and noble, like a walking marble statue, was actually a closet pervert.

    Everything he said wasyered with meaning.

    “I’ll bathe myself. You get out,” she huffed the moment they stepped into the bathroom, pushing him away.

    Victor raised an eyebrow. “Still got the strength to wash up? I must’ve held back too much.”

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    Tessa froze.

    Before she could react, he pulled her back–and the next round started right there in the bathroom.

    This time, she really did pass out.

    Morning light spilled across the rows of wooden vis along the beach. The sea shimmered, peaceful and calm.

    Under the shade of a canopy, Victor looked positively refreshed.

    He took a sip of water while Ss gave him a report: Peter had stormed offst night swearing to go see Abraham.

    Victor didn’t even blink. “Let him.”

    Ss

    finally rxed. If Victor wasn’t worried, neither was he.

    Victor added, “We’re aiming for more than just what he offered.”

    “Does the boss know?” Ss asked.

    He meant: since Peter was going to Abraham, should they give the boss a heads–up?

    Victor chuckled. The smile on his face was clearly genuine, unlike the ones he wore before.

    “The boss won’t meet with him.”

    Ss went quiet.

    iThen /iiwhat /iiwas /iiPeter /iigoing /ito ido/ii—/iislink /iiback /iihere /iwith ihis /itail between ihis /iilegs/ii? /i

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    Tessa had been thoroughly ravaged.

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    She was stillpletely knocked out, sleeping like the dead. By the time she stirred, it was already 9 a.m.

    Victor came in carrying breakfast. She was still half–asleep and mumbling

    nonsense.

    Not wanting to disturb her, Victor turned to leave quietly.

    But just as he reached the door, a sleepy little voice mumbled behind him, “Bad guy. Bad.”

    Victor turned back, his eyes filled withughter.

    He saw Tessa roll over–only to immediately fall thud onto the floor.

    Victor reached out instinctively, but he was too far.

    Tessanded with a groan and sat up, rubbing her head. “Ow… that hurt.”

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